Cynthia Lord Extension Project Sample

The Fire Within

In “Everything Will Be Okay,” by James Howe, a young boy named James finds a scruffy kitten and takes it home to keep it as a pet.  Unfortunately, his family is less enthusiastic, and his older brother eventually takes him to the vet’s office to put the kitten to sleep.  Wanting to keep the kitten isn’t the only difference James has felt between his family and him.  He constantly feels pressure to “be a man” by playing golf and hunting with his brothers and father.  In the end though, James decides a different path.

In this section, the final scene of the story, James finally decides that enough is enough.  He is sitting at the kitchen table after his kitten has died, and he is silent.  He gets up and goes to the living room where he finally realizes what he needs to do.   He thinks, “I will decide for myself what kind of boy I am, what kind of man I will become” (p. 5).  This shows that for the first time, he knows that he should take control of his life and make choices based on who he is, not who others want him to be.  In essence, he needs to let the fire within him flourish.

I represented this idea with my collage of a hand holding a torch. The hand is James’ of course, and the torch represents James’ burning desire to lead his life the way he sees fit.  It will light up the darkness around him.  The black background represents that darkness, not only the dark living room where he is when he realizes this, but also his dark past when he was letting others tell him what a man should be.

The flame comes from a bundle of sticks that represent the branch where the dead deer hung.  That deer is at the heart of the flame.  I chose to put it there because when James stared at it from the kitchen table, he still saw life in it.  It is that life that inspired his desire to stand up for himself.  Finally,  I chose to include bits of yellow around the flame to represent sparks of life that have been ignited by James’ realization.  Like sparks landing on dry ground, these sparks will flame into future events in James’s life guided by his own hopes and dreams.

This is important because in life, we often don’t ignite our fires within.  We feel pressure from family and friends to do what they expect and what they want when we know that it may go against our true selves.  So next time you’re in a situation where you feel pressure, be sure to remember James and listen to your fire within.

Sample Art Response - "Everything Will Be Okay

This drawing is a visual representation of James's struggles fending off life's anvil.  The anvil represents the enormous pressures he feels from his brothers and father "to be a man."

James is a very empathetic, loving boy who is confronted with life's realities. James is hopeful and wants to save the kitten, but it isn’t to be so. The red represents his sense of love and devotion for all animals.The dark shadows represents his grief and confusion about having a different view about how animals should be treated from his family.

The expression on his face represented by the jagged lines demonstrates his determination to not let his family determine what he thinks is important. He makes the decision to to what is best for him.

At the end of the story James says, "I will never work for Dr. Milk. I will not go hunting with my father. I will decide for myself what kind of boy I am, what kind of man I will become." (pg. 4) By doing this he unburdens himself of the anvil and he is finally free to be the person he wants to be. Unfortunately he also loses his innocence or a part of his childhood.

This is important because in life sometimes we feel so much pressure that we’re trapped underneath it. We need to take charge in these situations and throw it off of our self.

Growing Up

I asked for this photo to be taken to mark a special occasion.  Taylor, my beautiful daughter, was all dressed up to go to the prom.

This picture represents much more to me than a special occasion. It is about growing up, and taking the next steps. In less then a month my little girl will be graduating from high school and then off to college. Before that she will be entering the adult world as an intern at the Straits Times here in Singapore. I wanted to capture this moment in time, to mark a significant milestone in her life and mine. Next year, will be different without her living with us.

Growing up - it is a part of life. As a parent, I worked hard for this day that I would see my daughter spread her wings and fly away. Watch out world my daughter is all grown up and heading your way.

A Race of Arrogance

Hermes, messenger of the gods, was filled with rage. His face burned bright red and he clenched his fists with fury.  How dare a mere human contest my running abilities. I shall teach Pheidippides a lesson. He needed revenge.

Pheidippides, an Olympian known for his running abilities, was needed by King Aegeus, the military power of Athens. Persian King Darius had already conquered Thrace in the north and his army was moving closer and closer to the city of Athens. “Pheidippides I need you to run as fast as you can to the city. General Miltiades was able to chase the Persian army away at Marathon, but now they are headed to Athens. We need to warn the people in the city. Please, run quickly and may the gods be in your favor,” ordered King Aegeus.

“I will do it, my king. You can count on me,” Pheidippides bowed as he responded. Feet pounding, heart pumping, running the entire way, Pheidippides delivered the warning allowing Miltiades and his army time to reach the city in order to defend it.

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 “Pheidippides, you have saved the day. You indeed are a great runner,” boasted King Aegeus.  With this compliment, Pheidippides thought to himself, I am the best runner in the entire world. Even the leader of Athens said so. In reality I am better than Hermes. Unluckily for Pheidippides, Hermes heard what he had said and would not let anyone berate him. He was furious. No one is better than me, and that is the real truth, Hermes thought.

That night Hermes appeared to Pheidippides in a dream. “You proclaim that you are better than I,” Hermes angry demanded.

Pheidippides trembled, “I didn’t… I didn’t… I didn’t mean it.”

“You have challenged me and I accept the challenge. Tomorrow at sundown we will race from the plains of Sparta to the coast and we will see who is the swiftest runner,” then he disappeared.

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The next morning Pheidippides awoke knowing it wasn’t just a dream. Ready for the challenge and knowing he was sure to win, Pheidippides greeted Hermes at the prearranged meeting spot. “On the count of three,” Hermes commanded. “One, two three,” and they took off running. Blurring the view of the spectators, only a cloud of dust could be seen as they flew across the plain with their feet barely touching the ground. For the first stadion, it appeared to be a close race as they were neck and neck. But then, Hermes pulled slightly ahead of Pheidippides, glanced over his shoulder and almost felt sorry for him. He thought, I am impressed with this mortal, and yet, he shall be severely punished for his outrageous and shocking arrogance. Suddenly, Hermes dashed further ahead. Barely visible to the human eye, he was running at supersonic speed, the speed of sound.

Lagging far behind Pheidippides was thinking; this wasn’t the best idea I’d ever had. I shouldn’t have challenged a god. My boasting will surely cost me my life. Oh, Hermes please don’t let me die. Hermes heard Pheidippides; he decided it would be a shame to kill him. Instead he would allow him to live, but never forget his crime.

Pheidippides shrinking slowly, ever so slowly eventually was the size of a watermelon. A hard crust appeared on his back and his gait gradually slowed. Coming to a halt, he gazed at his limbs.  He saw in their place, scaly flippers.  He tried to run, but with great effort he only slightly edged forward. Standing motionless, he realized Hermes turned him into a slow moving turtle.

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Hermes was nowhere in sight, but was looking down from Mt. Olympus proud of his deed and his lenience in sparing Pheidippides’ life.  From that day on, Pheidippides was a dawdling turtle on land. But alas, Hermes was also compassionate and allowed him to swim at great speeds and grace in the sea.

Images: Pheidippides